Saturday, February 26, 2005

I enter the room, my existence is surreal..

I ask myself: how do I look and does it matter?
I was looking for an escape,
an escapade in red.
Swimming in sea-foam,
cynics, floating liars,
they think they know the truth.
they think they know the truth about everyone.
I am cradling this newborn infatuation,
for it is so easily spoiled.
Stay reputable,
though your body seeks corruption.

posted by Unknown @ 11:59 AM 0 comments

Friday, February 18, 2005

Hey Cory..

I miss you but I don't know how to say it.
I don't want things to be confused.
I think maybe if we stay apart for long enough things will work themselves out.
Today I cried for you,
just sitting in class staring, blinking,
and I cried for you because I knew you were doing the same thing.
I'll never hurt you again,
no matter what that means for the future.

<3 Bree

posted by Unknown @ 5:10 PM 1 comments